Chapter 148. This Is What You Asked For

Sarah’s POV

He kissed me.

Not out of hesitation, not out of pity—but with a kind of desperate certainty that stole the breath from my lungs.

And in that moment, something became painfully clear to me:

If Alexander really despised me, he wouldn’t have done this.

He had a thousand ways to push me away—but not this. Not a kiss like that.

So why?

“Alexander...” I whispered his name, gathering every ounce of courage I had left. “Do you... have feelings for me?”

The question hung in the air between us, making the hospital room feel suddenly too small, too intimate. My heart hammered against my ribs as I watched h